On the highway
Thirty people lost their lives
On the highway
Thirty people lost their lives
Well, I had some words to holler
And my Rosie took a ride

In the moonlight
See the Greyhound rolling on
In the moonlight
See the Greyhound rolling on
Flying through the crossroads
Rosie ran into the Hound

For the graveyard
Thirty boxes made of bone
For the graveyard
Thirty boxes made of bone
Mister Undertaker
Take this coffin from my home

In the midnight
Hear me crying out her name
In the midnight
Hear me crying out her name
I'm standing on the railroad
Waiting for the Graveyard Train

On the highway
Thirty people turned to stone
On the highway
Thirty people turned to stone
Oh, take me to the station
'Cause I'm number thirty-one